Tripping in Times of Transition

When I’m standing on Point A, I am focused on Point B. My gaze is set on the “what’s next?” And I want to get there, fast.

When it is time to act I rise to the occasion. I am strong when I know what’s happening and when.

But I feel lost in the in-between. I’m not sure how to act in times of transition. I spin with worry at the presence of unanswered questions.

I want to land, and when I’m hovering in space—in an unknown place—I feel uneasy and on edge.

When I’m in a holding pattern it is easy to forget that He is holding me close. When I’m forced to be still, it’s hard to remember that He is on the move.

This Tightly Wound Woman likes to be in the know. It makes me feel important, secure and safe.

As you can imagine I often trip in times of transition. I am clumsy in the chasm. I often lose my footing when it’s my turn to limbo—between the known and what’s to come.

A six month house hunt threatened my resolve to rest in His Sufficiency—I wondered if our searching would ever end.

Join me over at Circling the Story today, as I talk more about Clumsy Limbo Moves at Ashley’s place…

P.S. You may remember when I wrote about needing the light to write and the Light to right? Guess what? God showed off a bit and provided me with a floor-to-ceiling window to write in front of at our new house. Worth the wait!